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Chip Coffey tells it like it is – The Big Seance Podcast #85

Chip Coffey Interview - Telling it like it is - The Big Seance Podcast: My Paranormal World - BigSeance.com

 

Psychic Medium Chip Coffey tells it like it is! Plus, waiting 9 years for a sign from his mother from the Afterlife, Psychic Kids, Paranormal State, disbelievers, communicating with celebrities, and why he is NOT Saint Chip of Georgia!

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All Pets Go to Heaven…

Since it has been a while, I wanted to write a blog post a day or two ago, but with the excitement of all of our tornado weather in the last few days, I (and our four-legged son Meril, unfortunately) have been rather distracted. But today I am inspired to bring up a topic that is so very close to my heart, and that is the subject of pets and the afterlife. At the risk of getting the Syvlia Browne haters riled up again, I’ve had her book All Pets Go to Heaven on my shelf waiting to be read for several years now. It’s not a book I’ve been excited to read because sometimes I just don’t even want to think about the topic, but just like our family and loved ones of the human variety, death can never be avoided. It’s a reality that we all must go through. As my “to be read” shelf has gotten down to just a few books (that have also been there for a while), I decided to get this one started a few days ago. 

I won’t lead you to believe that this is the greatest book in the world that you have to drop into your Amazon shopping cart right this moment. To be honest, if it weren’t for Borders going out of business a few years back, I probably would never have had it. The first third of the book is actually pretty dry and discusses the history of animals as pets, animal totems, etc. Once you get past all that, Sylvia includes several heartfelt stories from readers about their pets, pets coming back from the other side to visit, and in a few cases even having a hand in choosing their owner’s next pet after they cross over. These stories got me thinking back to all of my pets growing up, and of course the love we have for our very spoiled son Meril, who gives us so much happiness today. 

Me with a young Mickey Mouse.

Me with a young Mickey Mouse.

My very first dog that I have memory of was named “Mickey Mouse”, even though she was a girl dog. She was very much a mutt and as a puppy was rescued by my father near the banks of the Missouri River in my hometown of Lexington, Missouri. Though the memory is foggy, I remember her energy and running around the house, tail wagging like crazy. If I calculate correctly, Mickey Mouse was 19 when she died. I was actually a freshman or sophomore in college and away from home at the time. When I got the call my heart broke. I didn’t really have any memories of life without her. How was I going to live without her? Often growing up I would literally talk to her out loud, telling her my silly problems with tears in my eyes (and she always seemed to understand and was there to listen). She was mostly an outside dog, and to this day I’ve never seen a dog with such street smarts. I swear to you she looked both ways before crossing the street to get to the field across from our house. I can still hear her squeaky bark and remember how she would stand guard for hours, trapping a squirrel in a tree. After mom called me upset and gave me the news I remember lying on my bed in my apartment an hour away from home and crying all day. At one point something caught my eye toward the entrance of my apartment. I swear I saw Mickey Mouse walk into the room from the front door, but things were blurry and in a flash she was gone. I, of course, talked myself into believing I imagined it because of being upset. But did I? 

A much older Mickey Mouse. (Not the greatest picture.)

A much older Mickey Mouse. (Not the greatest picture.)

Growing up we had several other dogs who have since passed. Even before Mickey Mouse died we lost a beautiful dog named “Missie” who was hit by a car. We hadn’t had her very long. After my father buried her in the back yard, it was actually my Aunt Mae or my Grandma Keller (don’t remember) who saw me sitting by the grave by myself and walked down to console me, explaining that maybe Missie would be reincarnated and I would see her again. I don’t remember my reaction or response to the thought, but that was the first time I had heard of such a thing. I do, however, remember believing with all of my heart that I’d see all of my dogs greet me when I got to the other side. Mickey Mouse was our first dog. She was so special… and she was the one who lived the longest. Gosh… I get choked up now even thinking about it. 

I’m only halfway through the book now, but I felt inspired to share this with you today. It is only fitting that right before I began writing this post I found the following story being shared on Facebook, a story about a hero dog named Kaiser, who crossed that beautiful rainbow bridge just yesterday. 

Members of the Plymouth, Mass. police department salute their K-9 companion as he’s walked into the vet’s office to be put down. (Picture via Old Colony Memorial and Plymouth Police Working Dog Foundation. Caption via WLS-TV Facebook page.)

  Members of the Plymouth, Mass. police department salute their K-9 companion as he’s walked into the vet’s office to be put down. (Picture via Old Colony Memorial and Plymouth Police Working Dog Foundation. Caption via WLS-TV Chicago, IL Facebook page.)

May 31, 2013 (PLYMOUTH, Mass.) (WLS) — Police officers in Plymouth, Mass. saluted “Kaiser” the police dog as he was led to the vet’s office to be put down on Friday.

 The 2.5-year-old German Shepherd was diagnosed with a chronic and fatal kidney disease this March, according to Plymouth Police patrolman Jamie Lebretton, who handled the dog.

“Kaiser loved being a Police Dog and I will miss him dearly. Out of love and respect for Kaiser, and with the input from our excellent vet, trainer, and family, I have made the heart wrenching decision to end Kaiser’s suffering,” Lebretton posted on the K-9 unit’s Facebook page.

An image showing the Plymouth Police officers saluting the dog quickly went viral on Friday after it was posted on Facebook by the Old Colony Memorial and Reddit.

WLS-TV CHICAGO, IL

Rest In Peace, Kaiser. The respect shown for this furry hero makes me tear up. So sweet. 

Meril in the center with his cousin Mahni (left) and aunt Emily (right).

Meril in the center with his cousin Mahni (left) and aunt Emily (right).

 

Anyone have a story to share? Have you had similar experiences?

 

Peace!

 

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Are you sure you want to know?

Are you a serious paranormal investigator or researcher? Maybe you’re an experiential paranormal investigator who is in it for the fun and excitement (and the guided ghost tour that comes with it). Perhaps you are the paranormal’s biggest fan and enjoy following and promoting the latest research and news. Even if you don’t fit into one of these camps, you are most likely at least curious in this moment about the paranormal. After all, you landed on a page named “The Big Séance”.  

I think it’s pretty safe to say that most people involved in the paranormal are in it because they want proof… proof of life after death… proof of alien life… proof of Sasquatch… proof of fairies (I just rolled my own eyes). Or maybe they’re just looking for answers. Is my loved one trying to contact me? Was that dream real or just sleep entertainment? Of course then there are the people who either claim they have that proof, or they just know and they don’t need anyone to tell them one way or the other. Thanks to science and hard-core skeptics, the ultimate proof and complete explanation of paranormal experiences and phenomena will probably never happen in my lifetime… or at least it probably won’t be widely accepted. 

This week I heard someone propose these questions.

What happens if we find that proof? What happens if suddenly all of our paranormal questions are answered?

What will all the paranerds in the world do then? What would one watch on SyFy or A&E? Suddenly this blog and others like it would be filled with only facts. Facts are kind of boring, wouldn’t you say? There would be no mystery… no curiosity… no excitement of the journey! And gosh, what would I do when October and Halloween comes around again? I’d have to come up with a new past time. People keep talking about this Pinterest stuff. Maybe I could start a stamp collection! (After all, one of these days people won’t know what they are!)

So I got to thinking about this quite a bit in the last few days. I’m all for finding more answers. I think the world needs them now. But I’m not sure I want ultimate proof of everything right now while I’m here on Earth. I don’t want to cross over while uneventfully and absent-mindedly walking past all those beautiful temples while catching up on the messages and status updates that I missed while on Earth on my Afterlife iPhone. (I’d hate to fall in one of those beautiful fountains.) And how insulted would my passed loved ones and pets be if they were there with banners and party hats waiting to greet me and I simply said “Catch ya later. I’m going to go take a nap” while forgetting about my life review appointment? I’m not cool with having all the answers provided to me now. That would be like cheating on the test, right? I want to be a little surprised. 

 

Related:

What Kind of Ghost Hunter Are You? (KarlPfeiffer.wordpress.com)

Considered Easy (The Voices Blog)

An Afterlife Visitation (BigSéance.com)


An Afterlife Visitation…

I am just about finished with Heavenly Hugs: Comfort, Support, and Hope From the Afterlife by Carla Wills-Brandon, PhD. The author mostly discusses and tells stories of Departing Visions, which are often witnessed when a person is close to death (usually within hours). A common example of this would be when the dying person sees a long dead relative and begins speaking to them. Many believe these visitors are there to comfort the dying or even to help them cross over. 

But a portion of this book also discusses Afterlife Visitations, and so today I feel inspired to share an experience that my father has talked about many times.  

Grandpa Keller holding my dad as a baby.

Grandpa Keller holding my dad as a baby.

When I was very little, my dad used to go to work with my Grandpa Keller for a while, and grandpa would come by our house at around 2:30 or 3 in the morning to pick him up. My dad says that you could always hear his old beat up truck with a loud muffler outside when he arrived. Often when my dad was late or if he slept in, my grandpa would get out of the truck and knock loudly on their bedroom window to get him up and going. Well when I was 3 years old, my Grandpa Keller died. Several weeks or a month after that, my mom and dad were woken up in those same early morning hours one spring or summer night. What woke my dad was what he says sounded like grandpa’s loud truck. All of a sudden there were loud bangs on the bedroom window, followed by the sound of the loud truck taking off down the road. My mom says she definitely remembers hearing the banging on the window and feeling shocked or stunned. Dad threw on some pants and took off out the front door to see who was there. No one was there. And he claims that even though you could still hear the truck taking off down the road, there were no lights and no truck to be seen. 

Grandpa Keller

Grandpa Keller

 

I don’t have many memories from this time, and I definitely don’t remember this event, but I love to hear my dad recalling it. 

 

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Ghosts Among Us…

It was the year 2008. My family and I had already been bitten by the Ghost Hunters (T.A.P.S.) bug, and I remember many nights watching Crossing Over with John Edward before bed in my old condo. Other than always having a love for a good scary movie, that was pretty much the extent of my paranormal life.

A few years earlier an ex had inspired me to start reading the Tales of the City series by Armistead Maupin. Reading was something I absolutely never did unless I was getting a grade for it, and I could count every book I’d read for pleasure my whole life on one hand and still have a few fingers left. I agreed to borrow the first book just to humor them. I absolutely fell in love with it, which led to me finishing the entire series of eight books (and rumor has it there is a ninth in the works). I was shocked to find that I was becoming obsessed with reading.

Now, back to 2008. I was walking through the bookstore (RIP Borders) and was struggling to find more fiction titles to add to my “to be read” shelf. On a bargain shelf next to the checkout I found James Van Praagh’s Ghosts Among Us and decided since it was cheap it was worth the try. O… M… G…

Seventy-some books later, most of them from the spiritual or paranormal genre, I look back and realize it probably isn’t any more mind-blowing than many of the other books I’ve read since, but it was the first, and it really kick started what I’ve been calling my “spiritual shift”. I loaned the book to my mother, who loved it as well. I have since loaned it to a few other people… and when I didn’t get it returned I went out and replaced it to put it on my shelf again (I’ve since created the “I am selfish with my books and don’t loan them out” rule. Don’t worry, I’m sure this rule will end when they halt the production of physical books…don’t get me started…or once I have to buy another book shelf or two.)

From the back of the book…

From a very young age James Van Praagh was aware of a dimension that most of us cannot see, and he has dedicated his life to explaining it to the rest of us. The New York Times bestseller Ghosts Among Us takes us on an incredible journey into the spirit world that brings to light one of our greatest mysteries – what happens to us after we die?

Go HERE for more about James Van Praagh…

 

 


One Moment In Time…

Whitney Houston
1963 – 2012 

This evening I couldn’t gather my thoughts to write a post on anything other than the passing of  Whitney Houston. For me this night brings back the same familiar feelings of sadness that I experienced when we lost Michael Jackson. Music is such a large part of my life, and both Michael and Whitney were a part of it for sure.

As I write this we don’t know the circumstances of her passing, but Whitney certainly had her troubles and challenges. This is all sad, but to me it was even more sad seeing Whitney try to come back… she clearly was not the same person, she didn’t have the same magic, and her voice was clearly not there. I certainly hope and pray that she has crossed over to the other side and is breathing a sigh of relief that she has no more troubles, and hopefully she decides that she accomplished what she came here to do. Maybe it was to change the world with her music and that powerful voice? Maybe her struggles and addictions were meant to be an example for others?  So no… I’m not sad for her now. I’ll celebrate for her. But I suppose it is okay to be sad for ourselves because we’ll never know what she could have been or what was still ahead. But maybe another chapter for Whitney was never meant to be.

As I listened to some of her music this evening, I found that there were so many beautiful songs that she sang that I had forgotten. The below video is one of those songs. The lyrics are eerily fitting for the occasion. As she sings in the last line of this song, I pray that she is now truly free.


Crossing over with box of recipes in hand…

Let’s say you died peacefully in your sleep… but instead of walking into the light you decide to hang around because you’re nosy and you want to make sure your family remembers you. Maybe (for example) you decide you never liked your daughter-in-law when you were alive (since she is a horrible cook and your son deserves better than that) and so now why not rattle some chains around their house, or better yet, scare her off!? Maybe it’s a particular family recipe that the daughter-in-law is just sure she’s making successfully when really no one will tell her the truth that it is WAY off and not fit to feed the dog. Or…. maybe your box of secret recipes was found by a loved one… only you have incorrect ingredients or instructions included on purpose so that only you know how to make it delicious and everyone will think you must have been the greatest cook in the family tree.  By the way, if this is you, you are HORRIBLE! Shame! Back to our scenario… Then walks in the real Ghost Whisperer and you instantly realize she’s not as cutesy and petite as Jennifer Love Hewitt was in the show. 🙂 But then you realize the ghost whisperer lady can see you and she sees through all of your tricks and is having none of it.

When the young couple finds out that it’s YOU haunting their home, they have a sweet moment as they tell you how much they loved and missed you (at least that’s what they said) and then like the flip of a switch they decide they want you OUT of their house so that they can move on. You decide there is NO WAY that you’re walking into that light until the wife gets your secret pickled beat soup recipe so that your son (the husband) can be happy. You just happen to have your box of recipes in your hand. Don’t we all keep our box of recipes close to us so that when we die we always have them with us? You recite the recipe to the ghost whisperer lady and she promises to give it to the daughter-in-law

 to make your son happy. You agree to walk into the light to nervously see what awaits you. Oh yeah… and the ghost whisperer lady makes a duplicate copy to use for her book down the road. 🙂

This is the kind of scenario you’ll find in Mary Ann Winkowski’s Beyond Delicious: The Ghost Whisperer’s Cookbook. Each recipe has a story of how the author came across it. Many of them are super funny, some of them are sad, but most of them will make you think “who in the world would want to make THAT recipe?” Or… more importantly, “HOW DID YOU JUST HAPPEN TO HAVE THAT RECIPE (including the three paragraphs of detailed instructions under the ingredients) MEMORIZED?? 🙂

Anyway, it’s a really interesting and creative idea for a book. Mary Ann is the inspiration for The Ghost Whisperer that is one of my all-time favorite TV series. I’m still sad that it is no longer on TV.

 


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